Wow, that pizza last night was delicious. And today, tracking the points, I see that it was made out of nothing but points. Lots and lots and lots of points. It has blown through my daily points, through the weekly points and started making a dent in my activity points. I’ve never used activity points before! Thank god for Juneathon – at least I have activity points to use.
Today’s lesson is “Point then Eat”. I would still have eaten pizza last night but I would have eaten half the amount and had a big salad to go with it.
Let us not think to hard about the wine.
Thank goodness half term is nearly over and things can get back to normal. We’ve had fun but I think we miss having routine. I certainly do.
Wheeeeeee hooooo. Another two days of breakfast. On Friday I stuck to the, hopefully becoming traditional, porridge and fruit but on Saturday I went all out and made a cooked breakfast. Ah, the days of jumbo fry ups are past. I used one of those poach pod thingys to poach an egg, toasted a crumpet and smeared it with a tiny bit of marmite, surrounded it with grilled tomatoes and topped it with a thinly sliced scallion. It looked fantastic. And it was undoubtedly healthier than my traditional left over pizza breakfast of yore.
Speaking of pizza. Friday night is pizza night in our house. And I’m going to try really hard to keep it that way. I can see it evolving towards smaller pizzas but at the moment thats it. It’s the one night a week we know that we aren’t going to have to cook or clean up afterwards. It’s like a tiny holiday. And, normally we would have pizza leftovers to snack on the next day. That snacking will be the part that gets changed. This week we got around it by Mr. Less having the left overs for his dinner the following night because I was out on the town with some friends.
So, yes, on the first week of healthy eating there was pizza night closely followed by night on the town. And night on the town was lovely, we had lots of fizzy drinks and there was a selection of little nibbley, delightful foods. I tried to eat slowly and only to eat things I actually loved. I didn’t seem to drink slowly at all but the beauty of cheap fizz is that they serve it in champagne flutes which don’t seem to have suffered from the wine glass supersizing of the last decade.
I’ve been weighting myself every day. I know, I know, I’m really not meant to do this but there you go. And I seem to have managed the two big food nights ok. I have been really careful during the day not to snack (snack, snack, lovely snack – sung to the tune of the Spot the dog cartoon) during the day and have lunched on soup. On Friday I made the best soup I have ever made – Roast Tomato and Butternut Squash. I’ve probably been very lucky to be doing the breakfast habit this week as I might have tried to cut breakfast and that would almost certainly have been a very bad idea.